Summary

”Just…just leave it John…”

Sherlock tried to slip his arm out of John’s grip but John held on and put himself in front of Sherlock, trying to get the man to meet his eyes.

”I’d like to think you know me a bit better than that Sherlock,” he said with a gentle tone, his anger from just minutes go no longer there. ”How’d you suppose I could just leave this? You’re clearly badly injured and I’d like to know what happened. I need…I want to understand.”

Summary

A year after Yuuri won gold, the couple were in plans for their wedding, when the disappearance of Makkachin disturbed them both.What they didn't see coming was the whole of Russia to be in destruct, due to a failed missile launch, leaving the golden trio to reunite, surviving against the nuclear summer and dark pasts, with threatening lies.

Summary

Victor learns Japanese while in Hasetsu. He doesn't tell Yuuri, and things get dicey when he overhears Yuuri and Mari talking about him in Japanese. Repeatedly.

(The subtitle of this fic should be: Victor Nikiforov really needs a hug. Luckily, he gets one. Eventually.)

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“No,” Victor says, skating up to Yuuri on the ice, “you have to push all the way from here, or you’ll never get the height you need for that axel.” He sets his hand on Yuuri’s ass, tracing the muscle group he’s referring to. “Not here.” He taps Yuuri’s thigh. He doesn’t know the words for the muscles in English, only knows how to show him.

Yes, technically he’s grabbing Yuuri’s ass, but how else is he to communicate?